Dead You Say?

Dead you say?
Destroying my glad
With this eternal tremblingĀ
Dead you say?Ā
Fifteen years young
Perfect woman in the makingĀ
Loud even when she WhispersĀ
Dead you say?Ā
No! Not behind her fatherĀ
Or ahead of her motherĀ
Not before graduationĀ
But the edge of womanhood?Ā
Let me sit down a spell
To adjust my tears and smileĀ
When can I view her one last time
Dead you say?Ā
I'm grandma for sure
And know what's in storeĀ
Her calling is in God for sure
Smile, dead you say?Ā

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